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[This morning, with things only getting more and more out of control, Nephry decided it was past time she looked in on a few people.

And by a few, we mean just about anyone she knows well enough to care about. Even if she had just talked to them the day before. Her own experience of the experiment and holiday seemed restricted to a few sinister shadows and some creaks in the night; she might as well put her relative calm to good use somewhere.

So today, for most of the day (until late afternoon), she's headed around the village doing just that.]

[[ooc: So essentially if a character has enough CR with Nephry that she knows his or her name, she is looking to check up on them. That definitely includes not just new Luceti friends but housemates and castmates, too. ~~This was so supposed to be this morning and I fail.~~]]

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[Dist is also in the house, in his room. He's sitting on his bed, looking extremely tired - like he hadn't slept in days. Which...actually may be exactly what had happened. Seeing burning buildings, bloody professors, people - friends - walking out on you...and the hideous shadow of a demonic replica...

Well, that goes without saying that Dist is laying on his bed, staring up at his ceiling blankly.]

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[he's probably the one she checks on first, since the other two are more obviously asleep. She will knock on his door as a warning only, opening it just a few seconds afterward]

Saphir?

[He doesn't look at her. In fact, Dist closes his eyes to block out whatever horrible image may come from looking at Nephry when she comes inside. He had enough of these hallucinations. Dist was tired of seeing them in Auldrant, and here especially.]

...Yes?

How are you doing?

...I'm fine, Nephry. [Just tired and losing his mind and probably on the verge of breaking down for the umpteenth time, but fine.]

Have you been able to sleep?

Some nights. [Why lie? It was the truth. Sometimes he'd just be so exhausted he'd eventually fall asleep, but it wasn't long. He'd wake up to the smell of smoke and blood.]

I'm sorry to hear that.

[carefully comes over to the bed and rests a hand against the side of his face]

Hopefully this whole thing ends tomorrow.

[Dist twitches at the touch, but only because it surprised him. He was still so unaccustomed to it. His eyes slowly open and they widen. He really should have known fate would be cruel to him. Nephry was standing over him, but bleeding dangerously from the head. Half of her body was crushed and covered in dust.

He reacted instantly, crying out and pushing her back out of pure reflex.] Get away!!

[instinctively she pulls her hand away...but. No, it must be something he's seeing. So she reaches to take his hand instead]

It's not real. Whatever you're seeing.

[By this time, Dist had sat up in bed, looking visibly shaken. He was pale - though it was hard to tell with the makeup - and trembling. Squeezing his eyes shut, the man tried to calm himself down. That was the first horrific vision he saw of Nephry, so it was harder to control himself, but the holding his hand helped, as did her voice.]

I...I know. I know, Nephry. F-Forgive me. ...I hate this place.

Keep your eyes closed, if it helps you. And lie back down.

No. [He had to overcome this. Somehow.] No, it's...it's all right. I'm fine, really. It's nothing I can't handle myself.

I didn't mean to imply otherwise. I just thought it might help.

[but she'll let go of his hand if he wants that, too]

[No, he doesn't. In fact, he's holding her hand rather tightly, like it's the only thing keeping his grounded in the real world right now.] ...I'm sorry, Nephry. You're always taking care of me, aren't you? Even when we were children.

[He doesn't smile at her, just at the opposite wall. And his smile is sad and wistful. He hates digging up the past. Hates it.]

Don't apologize. [smile, even if he's not looking. Maybe he can hear it in her voice.] ...Sometimes this seems like the most I can do for anyone, though it's so little in comparison.

Besides. We're friends. I think that overwrites keeping score. [poor Dist. His grip on her hand is so tight. She'll hold his hand in both of hers.]

[Oh, Nephry. The littlest bits of compassion to some could meant the very world to others. It's always the little things that matter most. Dist's smile widens a little at the corners and his grip lessens a little bit. Her presence is both reassuring and relaxing, and he appreciates it more than he cares to tell at the moment.]

I need nothing more than what you have to offer, Nephry. I only wish I could repay you for...everything, really. [Slowly, his fingers close on her hands.]

There's nothing to repay.

Perhaps you think so. [But he doesn't. And he'll make it up to you...somehow. Gift ideas aren't his forte. Making them is another story.]

Perhaps you ought to think so too.

I was going to make breakfast. Would you like anything?

[Dist makes a faint sort of humming noise to her first sentence, his only response to that subject. You can try to persuade him, Nephry, but you're talking to a brick wall.]

No, I think-- [A pause, as he looks up at the ceiling.] Jut an apple, if you could, please.

All right. I'll be back with it soon.

[When Nephry returns, it'll be to find Dist pressing his palm to his temple. These visions were getting ridiculous. Not even closing his eyes helped anymore. He could still hear crazed laughter and screaming.

Though thankfully, he's not so much in a panic anymore as just growing tired from it, and with a sizable headache.]

[along with the apple, she brings him some breakfast tea. But that hand to his head is concerning.]

Saphir?

[Does Luceti have Advil? Because by god does he need a few. Dist holds up his free hand and exhales.]

Just a headache; I'll be all right. Thank you, Nephry. [For the light breakfast.]

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[Action] - forgot. Placeholder until later tonight/tomorrow.

[Action] sad. SAD.

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